Elaina
One Too Many
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I have a friend that does Paranormal investigations. Just happens that he's spent the last couple nights in some farmhouse checking out claims. So he gets home, rings me up and says "Hey Elle, I need you to do me some favors." I reply "Dude, it's 3 A.M. What can you possibly need that can't wait until tomorrow?"
So he says he has a ton of files he'd like my opinion on (why? Long story. Short version: I'm good at being a skeptic. I'm also good at being me, and I apparently give good answers [huh]). So I give in and tell him, fine. Send them, I'll look.
Spent the last hour watching videos, listening (and cleaning up) some EVPs, general upkeep. I don't like EVPs I have to clean, same with video, same with the data they collect. It's there or it's not, as far as I'm concerned. So most of the last hour, I cleaned them up, and got some passable junk they can claim. Not impressed, called and told him so. "These suck, you know" says I. I can't repeat his comment.
Then while on the phone (because I have my laptop and desktop working) I flip through the vids, and catch a clear image of a little boy. He swears he's not there IRL. So I find a corresponding wav file and hear "that's my ball!" crystal clear. So, I hang up on him, and I'm working on the data during this time. It's inconclusive, because it's 4 a.m. and that is not something I want to hear out of my computer.
Don't mess with stuff in the middle of the night. He shoulda waited until morning.
Happy Halloween.
So he says he has a ton of files he'd like my opinion on (why? Long story. Short version: I'm good at being a skeptic. I'm also good at being me, and I apparently give good answers [huh]). So I give in and tell him, fine. Send them, I'll look.
Spent the last hour watching videos, listening (and cleaning up) some EVPs, general upkeep. I don't like EVPs I have to clean, same with video, same with the data they collect. It's there or it's not, as far as I'm concerned. So most of the last hour, I cleaned them up, and got some passable junk they can claim. Not impressed, called and told him so. "These suck, you know" says I. I can't repeat his comment.
Then while on the phone (because I have my laptop and desktop working) I flip through the vids, and catch a clear image of a little boy. He swears he's not there IRL. So I find a corresponding wav file and hear "that's my ball!" crystal clear. So, I hang up on him, and I'm working on the data during this time. It's inconclusive, because it's 4 a.m. and that is not something I want to hear out of my computer.
Don't mess with stuff in the middle of the night. He shoulda waited until morning.
Happy Halloween.